PLOP! Something liquid and white lands on the page of the booklet I am holding. Ewww! But all were thankful that the paper caught the dropping and no body was splattered.
Prior to the plop, we had been admiring the art booths along the street. We had just stopped to chat about the wines sampled so far.
Previously, my friends and I had been sampling wines from ten different local wineries.
Earlier, we were traveling down the road to attend the art and wine festival. Of course there were several stops along the way. First stop was Sonic for strawberry water. Next stop was lunch at a Thai restaurant. Then on to the art and winefest!
Before noon, we gathered at my house, loaded up the car, and took off for a destination to the east. The retiree did not know where we were going or what we were doing.
Weeks before, I verified that my retiring friend would be available on a particular Saturday/Sunday in May.
Months prior to our date, my friend and I plotted to whisk a retiring friend away to celebrate her retirement at the 36th Art Fair and Winefest in Washington, Missouri.